My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 478 female comrades getting serious is too scary

Chapter 478: 478 female comrades getting serious is too scary

After a while, Ling Lei put her arm around Lin Tang’s shoulder and whispered, "Comrade Ding Yi died in the line of duty."

"As for the current chaos at the Broadcasting Station, all I can say is that the waters are very deep, and you should stay out of this murky situation.

Because of one position, everyone at the Broadcasting Station now has their own schemes, and what will happen next... is really uncertain."

The Broadcasting Station offers easy work. Sitting in the office, one gets the high salary of an official, which has caused discontent among many in the factory.

After Ding Yi’s sacrifice, everyone has their eyes on that position.

In the end, who knows how it happened, but the position landed in Min Feiying’s lap.

In her view, this matter is bound to cause more trouble.

Lin Tang remembered Comrade Min Feiying and felt that the reason Comrade Zhou hadn’t come to work might have something to do with her.

These were still speculations, and the truth would have to be learned from the people involved.

"I understand what you mean, thank you, Sister Ling." Lin Tang expressed her gratitude.

Then, after saying goodbye to the two, she left with Lin Zhixuan.

Intending to find Zhou Peiyu.

She hadn’t walked out of the Textile Factory when she ran into two familiar people.

Zhao Xiangrui saw Lin Tang, his face indescribably smug.

He sauntered over with an air of triumph, saying,

"Hey, isn’t that Section Chief Lin? Haven’t seen you in a long time. I hope your trip out was smooth, Chief Lin.

It’s a pity you missed my wedding. You lost out on a big meal. You really don’t know what you’re missing," he said, licking his lips with a savoring look.

As he spoke, he pointed to the woman beside him and smiled, showing his big yellow teeth.

"Let me introduce you, this is my wife, Zheng Siyu. She’s quite the looker, isn’t she?!"

Much better looking than that Zhang Yuxiu, right?!

It didn’t matter if Lin Tang spoiled his plans; with money, he could still find a good-looking wife.

Lin Tang knew about Zhao Xiangrui’s remarriage before she left for Sea City, but she didn’t know his bride would be Zheng Siyu.

After all, her information had still been on... how Zheng Siyu and Wang Dagui from the steel factory were hot and heavy.

"She is indeed pretty," Lin Tang gave an unbiased compliment.

Without saying anything more.

Zheng Siyu was afraid Lin Tang would reveal her past and turned pale with fear.

She had been trembling with anxiety every day for a month, afraid of encountering Lin Tang and having her secrets revealed.

Yet, they still met.

Zheng Siyu tugged at Zhao Xiangrui’s sleeve, begging with her eyes, "My stomach feels a bit uncomfortable; I think I should head back."

Zhao Xiangrui held on to her, "What’s the rush? Section Chief Lin is a rare talent in our factory. There are many who wish to know her."

Zheng Siyu cried inwardly.

No, she didn’t want to know Lin Tang.

Not in this lifetime!

Lin Tang glanced at Zheng Siyu and saw in her eyes what she was thinking.

She smiled and shook her head.

She wasn’t so petty.

What happened, happened. If Brother Qingya didn’t care anymore, she wasn’t about to harass a woman who just wanted to have a good life.

The Lin Family had received compensation, and the engagement with Zheng Siyu was considered settled.

After that, a bridge is a bridge, a road is a road; there’s no need to dwell on such trifles and drive someone to their death.

Lin Tang spoke up, "I have something to do, so I’ll be going. If your wife is feeling unwell, Director Zhao, you should let her go back and rest."

Zhao Xiangrui did not even glance at Zheng Siyu, and dismissively said, "What does feeling unwell even mean? She’s a country girl; her health is stronger than an ox’s, nothing will happen to her."

He heard that country women could outwork oxen. His wife hadn’t been put to the test by him yet; there wouldn’t be any problems.

Zheng Siyu’s face turned white, and she hung her head in embarrassment.

Lin Tang’s smile faded slightly, "Country people are people too. The rice and grain you eat are grown by them. Comrade Zhao, please show some respect when you talk."

She didn’t make this remark out of any desire to defend Zheng Siyu but rather out of sheer disdain for Zhao Xiangrui’s arrogant attitude, looking down and humiliating countryfolk.

She took pride in being the daughter of a farmer.

Her father, her mother, all her family, they lived on their own strength, and there was nothing shameful about it.

Zheng Siyu also knew that Lin Tang wasn’t exactly defending her, but she still felt a warmth in her heart.

Ironically, on her strenuous journey, the only person who spoke up for her was someone she had previously resented in secret, even though they weren’t speaking up for her on purpose.

After saying that, Lin Tang suddenly let out a laugh.

"You say that country folks are stronger than oxen; that’s actually true. Honestly, I could knock you out with a single punch," she said.

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes scanned the surroundings and caught sight of a thick piece of wood piled up nearby.

She picked it up, flexed her arm, and lightly snapped it.

Crack—

The wood was broken in two.

Zhao Xiangrui, witnessing this scene, felt a chill run down his spine.

A drop of cold sweat appeared on his face.

Lin Tang’s face revealed a gentle, sweet smile as she said with twinkling eyes, "Comrade Zhao, be more careful with your words in the future, or your end might be like this rotten piece of wood."

Her words still hanging in the air, she slowly walked away, leading Lin Zhixuan by the hand.

Zhao Xiangrui suddenly remembered the time he had bothered Zhang Yuxiu and was kicked by Lin Tang.

It turned out that Lin Tang had been holding back then.

Glancing at the pitiful piece of wood on the ground, Zhao Xiangrui hugged his frail self.

When he looked at Zheng Siyu again, his gaze was clearly troubled.

He tentatively asked, "Hey, you’re not that strong, are you?"

Zheng Siyu silently shook her head, "No."

Zhao Xiangrui breathed a sigh of relief, his expression as stern as ever, "You go back first."

He needed some time to himself.

Damn, women comrades can be really scary when they get tough!

-

Lin Tang led Lin Zhixuan out of the gate of the Cotton Textile Factory and headed towards Zhou Peiyu’s home.

Little Zhixuan, with his large eyes full of confusion, asked, "Auntie, aren’t you going to work?"

Seeing her little nephew’s short legs would not get him far quickly, Lin Tang bent down and picked him up, "I’ve taken a leave of absence. You’ll accompany me to an aunt’s house first, and then I’ll take you to the Culture Palace, okay?"

Lin Zhixuan’s voice was crisp as he exclaimed, "Okay!"

He stretched out his little hand and gently patted his auntie’s shoulder, saying softly, "Auntie, I can walk on my own; I can walk fast."

Lin Tang glanced at the little boy’s short legs and a smile filled her eyes.

She thought to herself, how fast can those little legs really go?

Aloud she said, "I’ll carry you, so we can go faster."

Little Zhixuan clenched his fist and thumped Lin Tang’s shoulder, over and over, with not much strength.

Lin Tang turned to look, and the little guy was frowning earnestly, massaging her shoulder, looking incredibly cute.

"Thank you, Zhixuan!"

Little Zhixuan’s fair face turned red as he said in a milky voice, "You’re welcome~"

Lin Tang’s heart melted.

Looking up, she saw someone riding a bike selling popsicles.

She stepped forward to stop him.

"One red bean cake and one snow cone, thank you," she said while taking out a dime.

During the scorching heat of the late summer, popsicles were not difficult to sell in the county.

"Alright."

The popsicle seller parked his bicycle and took out a red and a white popsicle from the white square box on the back seat.

Where there are flowers, there are people congregating.

Seeing someone buying popsicles, several others naturally gathered around.

Lin Tang smiled and walked on with Little Zhixuan.